There is Room For the Poor Daughter - Chapter 23
[Chapter 23, Cooking skills are amazing]
that in the kitchen, everyone in the room is not optimistic about the pimple soup made by Daohua, and even sympathizes with the county magistrate Yan who wants to drink the soup.
Other girls have to show filial piety, whoever doesn’t seriously cook two things, even if they don’t cook main dishes, at least they have to cook two desserts.
I have never seen such a perfunctory girl like a big girl!
However, as the water continued to boil, the soup began to turn milky white and gradually thickened, and a faint pure natural valley fragrance slowly came out.
Daohua sprinkled some salt, put some chopped green onion, and then poured a few drops of sesame oil, and then it indicated that the pimple soup was ready.
It took less than a quarter of an hour from her to the kitchen to the time when the pimple soup was ready.
Simple and fast!
“Go, send it to Daddy.”
Daohua ordered Pingtong to serve the pimple soup, and then impatiently walked towards the front yard of the county government office.
As soon as the two left, there was the sound of swallowing saliva in the kitchen.
“I didn’t expect pimple soup to be so delicious!”
Mrs. Ren looked at the soup pot several times, and after a while, she forced her face away, swallowed, and waved her hand to let the maid take the pot to wash.
“Mother Ren, just now we saw how the eldest girl made pimple soup, why don’t we try it too?”
The white flour brought by the eldest girl was used up, but there was still some in the kitchen.
Granny Ren also wanted to eat very much, so she nodded: “Okay, let’s try it too. If it is delicious, we can add another soup in the future.”
The people in the kitchen started to move.
After a while.
Looking at the pimple soup in the pot, they all looked at each other in blank dismay.
“That’s right, that’s what the big girl does. Why is there such a big gap?”
The scent made by the big girl can be smelled from far away;
the ones made by them can’t be said to be bad, but they are very ordinary, and there is no such tempting scent to drool at all.
Mrs. Ren: “I heard the old lady exaggerate the girl’s culinary skills before. I thought it was an exaggeration. Now that I see it, it is true!” She knows more about the kitchen than others.
I understand that the simpler it is, the more it can test a person’s cooking skills.
At the same time, in the front yard of the county government office, County Magistrate Yan, who had been busy all morning, was discussing refugee resettlement issues with the county magistrate, pawns, and masters. Suddenly, a faint scent wafted over.
“It smells so good, what is it?”
Xu Xiancheng stretched his head to look at the door.
County magistrate Yan also looked over, his eyes still shining with anticipation.
The scent, he remembered.
On the day when the second and third children came back, the eldest daughter made pimple soup that tasted like this.
Others in the room also looked curious.
Relying on his relationship with County Magistrate Yan, Master Lin said with a smile: “The lady in the backyard brought food to your lord so early in the morning. I don’t know what delicious food you made. It smells strange?”
County Magistrate Yan laughed. Smile: “I just happened to be hungry too.” As he spoke, he waved his hand to invite someone, “Go, let someone bring the food here.” After speaking, he smiled and looked at Xu Xiancheng and others, “Wait a minute, everyone Eat.”
Xu Xiancheng and others smiled and nodded.
Normally, they would definitely not be like this, but today, the scent is too tempting, so they have to stay cheeky.
Even the aloof and arrogant Master Xiao sat still.
The temptation of food can be seen.
Soon, everyone saw an 8 or 9-year-old girl walking over with a smile, followed by a maid carrying a food box.
Seeing the person coming, everyone’s eyes brightened.
What a charming little girl!
The demeanor of the whole body, the eyes that look forward to the sky, make people forget the commonplace.
County magistrate Yan looked at Daohua in surprise: “You girl, why did you come to the front yard?”
Daohua was a little surprised to see so many people in the room, so she saluted magistrate Yan generously, He just smiled and said: “Mother said that Daddy has been working very hard these days, so my daughter wants to come and see Daddy.”
Hearing this, County Magistrate Yan smiled gratifiedly: “You have a heart, but the front yard is a place for work. Don’t run around.”
Daohua nodded obediently: “It’s my daughter who has nothing to do with her father’s work, so my daughter will leave now.”
County magistrate Yan waved his hand: “The matter is over, and you didn’t bother us. “Talking and laughing, he looked at the other people in the room, “This is my eldest daughter who has just arrived, I am laughing at you all. Daohua, I will meet all the elders soon.”
Daohua’s smile remained unchanged, and according to the order of seats, He respectfully and generously saluted those present.
During this period, everyone was looking at this little girl who responded well and behaved well.
Xu Xiancheng smiled and said: “So this is the eldest girl. No wonder the lord was talking about it all day long. When we met today, we finally understood the reason. Such a well-behaved and sensible girl should not be taught by my side.”
Liu Dianli also Then he said with a smile: “Young lady’s demeanor can compare to those crazy girls in my family.”
The smile on Master Lin’s face was a bit forced, but he still praised Daohua with a smile.
Of the people in the room, only Master Xiao did not speak, but nodded to Daohua with a smile.
In this regard, everyone is not surprised.
Mr. Xiao has outstanding talents, but he is too lofty. Except for the official affairs in the yamen, he has never paid much attention to ordinary things.
County magistrate Yan chatted with everyone for a while, then looked at Daohua: “Your mother asked you to bring food over?”
Daohua shook her head: “No, we have to wait for a while for lunch. Mother is thinking about Daddy, afraid that Daddy will be too busy and hungry. My daughter just listened to it, so she thought about cooking a bowl of pimple soup for Daddy, so that I could eat it first.” Bottom.”
As soon as these words came out, the others in the room were a little disappointed.
The pimple soup
has such a rich fragrance, what do they think is a good thing?
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the usual pimple soup!
Master Lin’s face looked much better.
The pimple soup is indeed from the countryside, and I don’t know how to use more expensive things to express my filial piety.
When everyone was disappointed, County Magistrate Yan looked forward to it: “Is that so, I’m just a little hungry for my father.”
Hearing this, Daohua smiled brightly, took the food box from Pingtong, stepped forward, and opened it herself Food box.
In an instant, a strong fragrance wafted out.
Everyone who was disgusted before stretched their necks.
County magistrate Yan saw everyone’s expressions, saw that there was a lot of pimple soup, and said with a smile: “Everyone, try it together.” Saying that, he glanced at Daohua.
Daohua winked and began to serve the soup, serving the county magistrate Yan first, and then the others. Every time a bowl was filled, Ping Tong would deliver it.
Soon, the pimple soup was finished.
No more, no less, just one person in the room gets a bowl.
Master Xiao glanced at the soup bowl in front of everyone, slightly surprised in his eyes, raised his eyes to look at Daohua, his eyes flickered.
Daohua: “Daughter won’t bother Daddy, I’ll leave first.”
County magistrate Yan nodded and watched the eldest daughter leave with a smile.
As soon as the person left, he said in a slightly hasty tone: “Everyone, try it!” After finishing speaking, he buried his head in eating.
Others couldn’t help it, and started eating one after another.
Master Xiao also picked up the bowl slowly, glanced at the direction where the magistrate Yan’s eldest daughter was leaving, and thought to himself, the eldest daughter of your lord is smart and quick-witted.
(end of this chapter)
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